No Bridge Too Far
Posted by: Jay AKA SugarDaddyI have mentioned, once or twice before, that I am not top accustomed with bridges.
Whilst my fear may seem bizarre and strange to some, for me bridges have often been the bain of my life.
So, us three macho men arrive in Sydney. No sooner do we arrive the other two suggest we take a ferry over from Manly, our home over the New Year period, to the city centre.
It was great. The journey was peaceful, the sun shining and the sight of the Opera House and Harbour Bridge quite spectacular.
So, on New Year’s Day, feeling less than great and far from fully awake the same two decide that simply looking at the Harbour Bridge is not enough. Oh no. They are going to climb up the damn horrificness.
They ask me if I would like to join them. For a completely unknown reason known to the humankind, I say yes.
The date was booked: Friday, December 4, sunrise climb, departure 04.05. Marvellous. Not.
The next four days of my life were embarked in fear. There was no going back. I either lose my money and, more importantly, my pride (both options that the other two pickles wouldn’t let me do), or do quite possibly the most stupid thing of my life - climb up a damn bridge some 134 metres above ground level.
Well, as you can see from the photos rather promptly put up by one half of the photographic department, I did it.
I was not as nervous at the beginning as I had anticipated. I think I probably used up any ounce of fear I had during the four days prior.
In fact, to the greatest surprise possibly known to man, animal, alien or goldfish , I think the climb was quite possibly the single most satisfying thing I have EVER done.
The views were stunning, the company less so, the whole experience simply astonishing and I think I have actually overcome a fear as I want to go up there again.
I even managed to hop across a section and, to the boys disappointment, I did not scream once. I think they are quite upset by the latter as the two girls who joined us had been warned of a spectacular show by moi. Oh, what a shame.
Jokes aside, for a short while at least, I would like to thank the other two less good looking and sophisticated J's for edging me on to do the climb - a great decision girls and one I thank you for as I have done something I know I would have regretted had I not have done it.
We are now in the Hunter Valley - two hours north of Sydney for a brief visit to do some wine tasting before heading south along the coast to Melbourne for lots more fun and a bit of tennis at the Aussie Open.
Times are hard.
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Well done Jay - it’s a memory which has remained with me since I did the climb a few years ago and I am sure it will do the same for you
In fact, well done all 3 of you - as I said the before, the photo’s will be great memories.
P.S. I think you mean sunrise, not sunset - I know Oz is upside down but I don’t beleive it changes when the sun rises and sets
Well spotted! Thanks!
So proud of you Jay, well done. I must admit I stood on the ground looking up at Leon’s group way above me.
I trust you guys will not be sampling all 80 wineries in Hunter Valley! I hear the food in the area is excellent too, so enjoy.
From cold, wintry home, Sx
Jay im evan more proud of you (sorry Sue
) you are achieving much more than me, infact all of you are, Im proud of you all (AH!)
Love and hugs, Mum - Sugy xx